Cheers of laughter rang around the mansion, as a group of youngsters and a middle-aged lady talked and laughed.

  Warmth was overflowing in this house which was silent and dull.

  Mrs. Johnson had tears of joy in her eyes as she watched her depressed daughter and silent son talking and laughing with the other people.

  Moving her gaze, her eyes fell on Sia, who was the sole reason for making this depressing house and her eyes were filled with gratitude.

  Just as Mrs. Johnson was still looking at Sia, the latter turned her head and met Mrs. Johnson's eyes. Before Mrs. Johnson could hide her expression Sia had long noticed her tears and gratitude and smiled gently.

  Standing up, she walked towards Mrs. Johnson and sat next to her. Holding her aged hands gently in her hands, she tilted her head to her right and looked at Mrs. Johnson with a smile before saying "Gorgeous, no matter how beautiful you look when you are teary, it still pains my heart to watch you cry"

  Those who were watching from the side could not help but roll their eyes as they thought 'There she goes……Mr. Prince Charming'

  Chuckling helplessly, Mrs. Johnson wiped her tears and said "Fine, I won't cry anymore. Happy?"

  "That's more like it" to lighten up Mrs. Johnson's mood, Sia turned the topic to Mrs. Johnson's hands. Though Mrs.Johnson was more than forty, she still had maintained herself like a young woman in her twenties. She had a fair, smooth, spotless hand.

  Rubbing her hand, Sia could not help but exclaim "Gorgeous, look how pretty your hand is. No one can differentiate yours and mine if shown together" Looking up, she asked with envy "How can you be soo beautiful? Sigh……I wonder what good deed did that old geezer do to have you" thinking of something, Sia's eyes brightened and she asked excitedly "Gorgeous, how about you come with me? Anyway that old geezer is now old and you have already fulfilled your duty by giving him two beautiful children, and since he is busy with his office how about you go out with me? We can travel around and have fun. Who knows you might even fight a young, good-looking boyfriend?" Sia said with her eyes squinted and her lips turned up into a mischievous grin.

  Listening from the side, Kevin almost knelt down when he heard Sia 'Great Aunt, are you soo eager to get me a step-sibling?'

  Shaking her head helplessly, before Mrs. Johnson could reprimand Sia, a deafening voice was heard from the entrance followed after which was a middle-aged man rushing inside in hurry.

  "Brat, how dare you try to abduct my wife?"

  The one who entered was a middle-aged man who looked similar to Kevin but with a mature aura, he was none other than Mr. Johnson.

  Arriving in the middle of the living room, Mr. Johnson panted heavily before pointing his trembling finger at Sia and accused breathlessly "Brat……I'm not dead yet……yet you are already……already finding a new ……new husband for my……my Wife?"

  Raising her eyebrows, Sia looked at Mr. Johnson in amusement and asked "Yo old man, you are earlier than I expected you to be"

  Glaring at Sia, the old man said "Hmph, you think I would just sit in my company leisurely after learning that my wife stealing thief is here?"

  "Haha……looks like you rushed here as soon as you heard the news" Sia laughed while looking pointedly at his attire.

  Only then did Mr. Johnson notice that everyone was looking at him weirdly. Looking down, he saw his tie was high and low, his coat was buttoned to the wrong hole. The most hilarious thing was the handbag he held in his hand. Instead of a briefcase, Mr. Johnson was holding a lady's handbag, to be precise a striking pink handbag. When matched with his current look, it looked very……Interesting.

  "……" Embarrassed to the core, Mr. Johnson almost wanted to dig the ground and bury himself. Just as he was grieving inwardly, he suddenly realized a crucial problem. Recalling how he had carried the same bag and ran out of the company in hurry right in front of his employee almost made Mr. Johnson hand himself. 'Oh! How hard had he worked just to build his Powerful and noble image? Yet with this one incident, his years of hard work turned into dust. Just imagining how others might perceive made Mr. Johnson want to hang himself to death.

  Just as Mr. Johnson was grieving inwardly, he heard Sia chuckle "Old-man, if it was not because I knew your character I would have thought you had a mistress outside"

  Like a cat stepped on his tail, Mr. Johnson yelled "What bullshit!" Afraid that his wife might misunderstand him, he turned to Mrs. Johnson and explained hurriedly "Dear, I wear! You are my only wife and love. I have no mistress around. This bag belongs to my Client. I was having a discussion with my client when I received the call. In a hurry, I guess I took the wrong bag" Mr. Johnson confessed in embarrassment.

  Shaking her head at her husband's clumsiness, Mrs. Johnson sighed and turned to the housekeeper and ordered "Prepare the bath"

  "Yes, Maam," the housekeeper said respectfully before turning around to head to the master bedroom to prepare the bath.

  Turning to Mr. Johnson, Mrs. Johnson reached her hand to take the bath and spoke with a gentle smile "You must be sweaty and tired after rushing from the come. Have a bath and you will feel refreshed"

  Looking at Mrs. Johnson's smile, Mr. Johnson felt all his worries disappear. 'F*ck! Who cares what others think? Wife is important' he thought as he followed after Mrs. Johnson upstairs.

  Shaking her head, Sia sighed as she watched Mr. Johnson follow Mrs. Johnson while wagging his tail "This Old man is sure lucky"

  The interaction between Mr. Johnson and Mrs. Johnson somewhat surprised Su Yan and the other two.

  Noticing their reaction, Natasha smiled gently and explained "Don't look at how my father is now. Before, when we were still kids, as much as father loved family, it could not be compared to face and power. There were many circumstances when father disregarded the family for face. It was Sia who thought to him that as much as Power and face, family was equally important. Nothing was permanent and things would change. It was only then did my father change and started to treat mother as his everything"

  Hearing Natasha's words, Xiao Li and the rest were slightly surprised. They had long known that Sia and her deed was not as simple as it looked. But after listening to Natasha, they realized that every word and action Sia takes has a deeper meaning behind it. Though this might not be the case every time, but it still couldn't them from being awed by Sia's personality.